Черный тюльпан

The Little Grated Window

           

           “Sinceacertaintime!”exclaimedCornelius,withalookbeamingwithloveandjoy.

           Rosacastdownhereyes,blushing.Inhersweetconfusion,shedidnotobservethelipsofCornelius,which,alas!onlymetthecoldwire-grating.Yet,inspiteofthisobstacle,theycommunicatedtothelipsoftheyounggirltheglowingbreathofthemosttenderkiss.

           Atthissuddenoutburstoftenderness,Rosagrewverypale,perhapspalerthanshehadbeenonthedayoftheexecution.Sheutteredaplaintivesob,closedherfineeyes,andfled,tryinginvaintostillthebeatingofherheart.

           AndthusCorneliuswasagainalone.

           Rosahadfledsoprecipitately,thatshecompletelyforgottoreturntoCorneliusthethreebulbsoftheBlackTulip.

           

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